Ella's POV
It had hurt, hurt way more than I expected it to. To be honest, I didn't even expect it to hurt. He chose his mistress over me, and I should not be surprised. But the moment he saved me, he felt so different. Like a man that saw me, saw right through my mask, and knew all my secrets.
Then at the restaurant, I had a sudden feeling he wanted to be there. That he wanted to be right next to me, I felt desired. Wanted even. Allowing myself to want to accept that I didn't understand why and that I should not feel this way.
His touch, his firm hand, and his warm breath. It still sent shivers down my spine. His words didn't feel threatening but teasing - a promise filled with lust and daring. But then it all dissipated, flew away with his mistress shrieking voice.
Of cours
